Arthur, his driver, stared anxiously at his boss, who was on the phone with his conference coordinators, an angry expression on his face.

"Please, Yeon-jee, handle it. They must pay for all of the damages to the conference room. That is why Chaebol bachelor parties irritate me." He frowns. Now, he had to deal with having his favourite car serviced. He only needed to use one of his other sports cars. He shook his head, recalling the accident and the sassy French girl. He smirked, wondering if she'd show up tomorrow.

"Do you suppose she'll be there tomorrow?" he asked Arthur. He had a sense that Frenchie would try to undermine him.

Arthur smirked. "She's a fiery little lady with no self-control. I'm not surprised if she doesn't show up."

"She'd better show her face, or she'll have to deal with me." He appeared to be a little sly. Arthur shook his head, hoping "Frenchie" would arrive for duty the next day. However, she seems to have a rebellious character. He smirked, thinking that seeing how his boss would react to that fierce and fearless girl would be amusing.

He heard his phone ring once more. Who will it be this time? His eyes widen when he looks at the ID caller. Jessica, his girlfriend. They have a complicated relationship. He and Jessica had been dating for a long time. She is a curator at one of New York's most prestigious museums.

She is thriving and ambitious, but every time he mentions a future with her, she shies away, claiming she is still young, has a bright future, and is not ready to settle down and become Mrs. Jung in Seoul. He is the only Bangtan Club member who has agreed to a long-distance on-and-off relationship. She usually stays for a month or two before returning to her New York penthouse and art profession.

His brotherhood despises it since they know how hard this relationship is on Hobi. They were university sweethearts, and it broke Hobi's heart to send her to New York. They broke up multiple times, but he always came back for her. Their romance is currently on its seventh hiatus. Even Jimin advised him to permanently end his relationship with her or not ask her to marry him again. Beautiful models and actresses are vying for his attention, and he is pining for a girl who is too self-centred in her ambition. It had been almost eight months since he had mentioned marriage.

He and Jessica are still much in love, but the marriage talks have made her nervous. Although it pained him, he will always go out of his way to make her happy.

She also comes from money. Her parents are the CEOs of a massive packaging company. She was a spoiled brat who always had her way. Even her parents were amazed that she had remained devoted to Hoseok for so long. They also desired that she return home and settle down. Taehyung even invited her to take over one of his galleries, but she preferred the United States, where she lived for nearly four years.

"Hello, honey, how are you?" Her seductive voice resonated on the other end. Shivers ran up his spine every time he heard that voice. With that phone voice, she knows how to turn him on.

"Hello, Jess. Everything is fine; just a little business stress now and then." Jhope chuckled but smiled. "So, how's my girl doing? Is she still smitten with all those Death Pharos artefacts?" He made a joke.

Jessica chuckles."You know how death kings turn me on...oh, it sounds bizarre, but everything is well on this side...I may be back in two weeks. Can we get together? I'd like to see you."

"You're always welcome to see me, Jess; just because we halt our relationship doesn't mean I don't want you." Jhope sighed softly."By the way, isn't it nearly 3 a.m.? Why are you getting up so early? You seem to be exhausted."

Jessica made a relieved sound, which Jhope could hear. He is not upset because she refuses to discuss marriage. He is a 27-year-old man. Yes, he could wait until he is 30 years old before bringing up marriage again. He adores her, but he has learned what makes her tick and what brings out the claws over the years.

"Er, we got a midnight consignment from Cuba," she remarked."I figured you wouldn't want to see me again after our previous talk...Hoseok, please know that I love you. I'm 25 years old and not yet ready to be a wife and mother, but I will marry you soon—just not now." She seemed to be remorseful. She hates hurting him, but maybe she should be ready in three years.

"It's all right, Jess. We talked about it. I get it, and I love you. You're still the only girl in my heart. "He muttered softly.

"Hoseok, you are the only man in my heart, and I miss you. Can I stay in your penthouse if I come? I don't want to stay with my nagging parents, and I don't want to stay in one of your hotels. I want to be close to you, spend as much time as possible with you, and make kimchi for you...only if that's okay with you." Her begging tone is gentle.

"Jess...it...will be tough for me not to er--," Jhope exhaled deeply, his voice cracking. Jhope closed his eyes for a while, reminiscing about their passionate times together and how her being in his personal space would be too much for him to bear. They are currently on a dating rest period. Hopefully, they will be able to reconcile. He is attached to her. And she is well aware that she holds his heart in her tiny hands. It was always her, and it always will be her. He has no desire for anyone other than the stunning Jessica.

Jessica says with a grin, "--Touch me. Okay! I wouldn't deliberately lead you astray. But...we can still..." She chuckled as she heard a deep breath.

"Stop it, Jess. You're not helping. You know I can't resist you." He groaned, "I'll reserve you a room in one of the Jung Saray Hotel's executive suites in Gangnam-Gu. You can go shopping. You are still welcome to use my secondary Black Hyundai Credit Card, but only up to a certain level." He snorts, knowing how much she adores Chanel and Celine.

She enjoys wearing designer clothes, and he spoils her when she spends time with him. For her 25th birthday, he surprised her with the latest sports vehicle. She is aware that he cherishes her. He wants her to be his legal wife so he can spend on her.

"Thank you so much, sweetheart...I promise not to overdo it. I love you, Hoseok. Always keep that in mind," she reminded him.

"I know. Baby, I need to meet someone right now. I'll call you again tomorrow when you've had a chance to rest." They spoke for a brief moment before hanging up. When Arthur entered his mother's estate, he furrowed his brows when

Arthur arrived at his mother's estate. His mother purchased a mansion a few years ago, but he bought a penthouse near his hotel two years ago. But he usually prefers to stay in one of his hotels' private presidential suites.

When she learns of his accident, she will be unimpressed. He is his mother's only child. Jiwoo, his au pair and confidant, is getting married, and Jhope is not looking forward to her leaving the mansion to live with her future husband. The Bangtan Club was continuously grilling him about his abandonment issues. Fortunately, his confidante works full-time as the head of housekeeping in one of his hotels. She enjoys her hotel job, and he can come to her whenever he feels down or depressed.

He sighed as he entered the magnificent estate to spend time with his mother.

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When Mr Jung came into his lavish "Arabian style" hotel with his driver, he smiled at all the staff members who bowed in respect. Arthur and his assistant, his executive PA, Saanvi, a lovely Indian girl, and his personnel manager, Mr. Oh.

Jiwoo greeted him with a bright smile as he entered the foyer. In surprise, he raises his brows.

"Good morning, My...my...my, do you look perky today?" He smiles at her glistening eyes.

"Well, Mr. Jung and colleagues, good morning..." She bows several times in front of the rest of his company. With a grin, she returns Hoseok's gaze.

She smiles and whispers sneakily as she falls in close to Hoseok.

"Well, sir, our newest employee, Ms. Seo, arrived at 4 a.m. on schedule. She had already completed some of the tasks I had assigned to her. She is now mobilised to wash windows with two housekeeping girls at the side entrance near the poolside, and by 10 a.m., she will clean the windows at the entrance," she smiles as Hoseok grins with a twinkle in his eyes.

Hoseok turns to face a smirking Arthur. "Well, I'm delighted Ms. Insolente showed up at all. I was afraid she'd flee. She must be overjoyed."

"Oh yes, she was happy and even complimented me in French with the most charming smile," Jiwoo chuckled.

Hoseok chuckled. "I thought that, too...I guess she just smiled and insulted you. She has a razor-sharp tongue. "He smiled. He could imagine how frustrated she felt working as a maid in his hotel.

"Well, she has the most delightful accent ever, and she is so gorgeous," Jiwoo said with a smile. She burst out laughing.

Arthur laughs gently. "She despises us!!!"

Hoseok shook his head and said, "She has three weeks to work or pay the cost of my cars' repairs, and little Miss Princess seemed to despise manual work. You may give her a range of jobs she will enjoy."

The entourage travels to the top floor via the VIP elevators.

░▒▓█ -Four hours ago- █▓▒░

Noemie pov

You and Ha-Ni were up at a reasonably early hour. She couldn't sleep and spent the entire night thinking about their dilemma. You didn't want her telling her parents about their tiny incident the day before. They were sitting in your bedroom, where you were getting ready.

You'll manage things independently, and Ha-Ni shouldn't worry too much. She needs to focus on her work at the restaurant.

Ha-Ni seemed to be nervous. "Will you be alright, Noèmie? I'll arrange for an Uber to take you to the Jung Saray Hotel. Please be respectful, Noèmie. Let's get this out of the way. I'm so ashamed that you must be punished just by yourself."

"It's all right, Ha-Ni. I'll take on any travail (work) they can throw at me. So, no worries. Don't be overly concerned." But you felt the nervous butterflies in your stomach.

"Simply tie your hair up in a bun. Your Rapunzel hair is going to get in the way. But you have the family's thickest and longest hair." She stroked her fingers through the lengthy threads.

"Yeah, and you have the gorgeous hazel eyes in the family," you smiled. You create two intricate braids and roll them into a bun at the nape of your neck. You aim to make at least one friend share the upcoming stress. But you don't feel very confident today.

Ha-Ni stared at you with some apprehension. "Okay, but if Dad returns from Jeju Island, please phone me, and I'll fetch you."

The Uber was waiting for you outside a few minutes later. You take your tote bag with essentials, kiss Ha-Ni on the cheek, and leave the house. Ha-ni isn't sure if you'll make it as a maid. You were always pampered like a spoiled "French princess" with a full-time maid in their Paris apartment.

You let out a long sigh as you sat in the backseat of the Uber. Your phone was bombarded with notifications. You're hoping it's not Pierre. Two weeks ago, you split up with that French brat, and he still can't believe you've moved on. He is also a member of Cartier's design team. He's a fantastic watch and necklace designer; you make bracelets and rings. You snort as you recall how you caught him in a very tight embrace with that salope (slut). Is he of the impression that you are stupide (dull)? You are not an idiot who lacks common sense. You'd been dating him for a week and had no idea he had clay feet.

You publicly dumped and humiliated him during a meeting in front of the entire team. His ego couldn't take it any longer, and he tried to make amends with you, but you weren't interested. But he was a big spender, you thought. He was buying you cute clothes to get into your pants. Fortunately, that was the distance he could go with you. You didn't even kiss him. You are not a naive tête en l'air (airhead). You discovered two days later that he dated you like a casual bet.

You punched him as he sat with his buddies in a crowded restaurant. With a chilly smirk, you pour his glass of red wine over his head while clutching his bloody nose. You ruined his Armani white shirt. Telling him that if he ever tried that method on other girls, you'd castrate him with a blunt knife, and you've issued a warning to these terrified friends.

You liked him because he was vibrant and charming, but you didn't want anything to do with him after the dating disaster. When he discovered you are a feisty Korean girl who is sarcastic and can punch like a guy, his interest in you skyrocketed. He was pleading with you to give him another opportunity. You intend to change your phone number since cet imbécile (this fool) is annoying.

Your eyes widen as you approach the exquisite Hotel Gangnam.

"C'est fantastique...this is fantastic...whoa. I had no idea this idiot owned such a magnificent hotel." You stepped out of the vehicle, your eyes wide with wonder. When she heard your name, Seo Noèmie, she was waiting for you in the lobby.

You smile and bow nicely at her sparkling eyes, wondering what makes her so quirky. When she asked you for your details, she appeared amused with you. You followed her to the staff area. She gave you a maid outfit. As you examine the size, you furrow your brows.

"Is everything all right?Miss?" She noticed your furrowed brows as she noticed your disdain for the outfit. She squeezed her lips together, trying not to laugh at your scrunched-up expression. Mr. Jung is determined to irritate this girl.

"The dress is a size too small. Mes seins vont se battre pour respirer.(My breasts will fight to breathe.) You aren't impressed but don't want to upset your supervisor, so you take the clothes and the white flats, which were luckily your size.

"All right, Ms. Seo, there is the locker room." Your locker number is 14. Please change your clothes, and I'll be waiting for you. Please be as quick as possible." She smiles graciously and gestures for you to go.

"Er... okay." You grudgingly accepted the clothing and walked to the lockers. You make a sudden change. The dress was so snug around your thighs that it felt like you were bursting at the seams. You sigh as you collect your belongings and lock your locker. Fortunately, your code is simple to remember.

You follow the woman after learning her name, Ms. Kim. She showed you your day's task. Your schedule. A girl came running in your direction, flustered. Ms. Jiwoo gazed at the girl, slightly irritated. The girl apologises by bowing several times. You smirked as you noticed her red face and Ms. Kim's severe expression. She despises workers being tardy.

The tardy girl was short, with short pixie hair and a tomboy appearance. You beam at her adorableness.

"Are you late again, Ms. Park?" Ms. Kim raised her eyebrows at her.

She appeared more anxious in the presence of the new girl. Her bus was running late. You and the girl quietly followed the supervisor down the corridor to the service elevators. You and the girl named Hyerin were assigned tasks. You cleaned two hotel rooms. Last night, the guest checked out quite late. The place was a mess, and you scrunched your nose as you worked alongside Hyerin after Ms. Kim instructed her to show you the ropes.

Your unique accent enchanted her, and you quickly became fast friends. You heard she is a recent tourism degree student allowed to work entry-level after a successful internship.

You and Hyerin cleaned some of the windows after cleaning and completing a few other jobs. You enjoy chatting with the girl. She introduced you to several staff workers, including the porters, doormen, reservations receptionists, and other maids. You smile sweetly and state your name.

You and Hyerin were on our way to the front entrance to clean some windows. It appears that it rained last night, and the windows were dirty. You sigh as she demonstrates how to do it. You got the gist and were laughing and joking when you went into complete swing, washing and polishing the windows. It was pretty therapeutic. But it made you tired.

Suddenly, a group of men emerged from the front entrance. Everyone in the vicinity begins to welcome him with awe and excitement. You furrowed your brows as you noticed Hyerin abruptly dropping her equipment and repeatedly bowing like a marionette puppet. You turned around; your breath caught in your throat as you looked into Mr. Imbecile's cool, amused eyes. Great. You hoped not to run into a high and mighty prick.

You put on one of your most adorable smiles, bowed once, and stood with your hands folded behind your back, with big, innocent eyes. You blushed with renewed embarrassment as you noticed his eyes linger for a second on your tight upper areas. What a jerk! It's all his fault. There was a faint smirk on his lips. You narrowed your eyes as you looked at the "driver," who coughed a little in his hands, suppressing a chuckle.

Hyerin smiled with a big, endearing grin. "Good morning, Mr. Jung, Mr. Oh, and Mr. Wang!" She was delighted because the CEO and owner were only a few metres away.

You tilt your head at her and mutter, "Really?"

"Good morning, ladies...I notice we've got a new employee...I'm assuming you're Ms. Seo." He smiled, his brows lifted, as he sipped a takeaway latte.

You inhale sharply and try to seem pleasant, saying, "Yes, sir, you are correct."

He stepped a bit closer to the window as if to inspect it. When Mr. Jung moved past her, Hyerin blushed deep red. He bit his lip a little and "accidentally" stumbled on the wet portion of the floor, spilling his latte unceremoniously over the window. Everyone was shrieking and apologising. You can feel your blood starting to boil. You had just cleaned that section, and it was challenging.

"OH MY GOSH!! Mr. Jung, are you? alright ?" Hyerin squealed in dread. You notice the sparkle in his eyes as he stares into your annoyed expression.

As he inspects the jerk's pricey outfit, his demon driver instantly assists Mr. Jung by removing the empty cup from his hand.

"I'm fine, Arthur. My apologies to the girls, but Ms. Seo... it appears you've missed a... spot!" He smugly gestured at the coffee stains running down the shiny tile flooring. He was standing near you, shooting a sidelong glance at you. Your spine shivered at his proximity. He smelled amazing. A deep smirk framed his attractive features.

You clench your teeth and murmur gently in French:Vous êtes tellement bête, monsieur l'imbécile.) ».. (You're such a jerk, Mr Imbecile.)"

You stare up into his amused eyes, ready to scream profanities. You instead pursed your lips.

He softly whispers in your ear in French, "(Je vais te laisser travailler jusqu'à ce que la fumée nettoie ton nez, Mme Sassy. (I'll let you work till the smoke clears your nose, Ms Sassy. )" He raised his head and pointed to the window. "CLEAN IT!!! We don't want to be sued if a guest breaks a leg!!!" He turned around and walked over the spill to his two stunned companions. If looks could kill, he'd be dead.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, the two men and Hyerin were staring at the brief exchange you had with the attractive Mr. Jung.

Mr. Imbecile's two companions smiled with deep smirks, bowed in greeting, and accompanied their hot heads to a red sports car.

"Did you just have the hottest moment with Mr. Jung?" Hyerin asks, her mouth gaping."...you both seemed so passionate when speaking in French!!!" She was giddy with delight.

"Don't be silly, Hyerin. Arrogance is not my type!!" You sourly pick up the window cleaning mop and begin recleaning that spot with fury. Hyerin smirked next to you.

"The Bangtan Club is everyone's type! You and Mr. Jung had chemistry, Noèmie. The way he reached your level, whispering romantic nothings into your ears...Ohh... very swoon-worthy!!! " She holds her heart dreamily but sighs heavily: "A shame he's taken!"

You offer her a surprised expression and a forced smile, "See...he has a girlfriend. So stop looking at me smugly...you look like a drooling stupide.
She turned around and smirked as she mopped the floor. You shook your head, a sly grin forming at the corners of your mouth.

"He'll be sorry he ever hired someone like me in this hotel," you mutter quietly.

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CHAPTER MOOD BOARD

A/n Another update for the CEO -Hobi stans.

Thank you to all who gave this story a read. Kindly vote and comment.

Question 1: What do you think of Mr. Jung's on-again, off-again relationship with his girlfriend, Jessica?

Question 2: Do you believe Jimin is right? Should he call it quits or wait till Jessica is ready for marriage?

Question 3: What are your thoughts about Hyerin?

Question 4: Is there chemistry between the leads, or is it just mutual dislike?

Question 5: Do you know what is going through Noèmie's mind right now?